1488 5 5
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148864
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You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
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148851
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A dead deer on the side of the road and the older boys not listening to her as they stab its eye with a stick.
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1488105
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I like it best when I wake up
And the wild rain of dreaming ends.
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148861
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It was the dead of winter. I took my father's shotgun from his closet. He kept it wrapped up in one of those khaki-colored gun tote bags that had a zipper running the whole length of the gun. It was a 16-gauge, single action shotgun. Anyone could tell wha
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148832
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Kerryn saved us from ourselves really. Would you be reading this had she eaten it?
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148898
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We can’t just bomb Berlin or Dresden,/
Nagasaki or Hanoi, to make things safe
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148766
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Above our bellies we are beautiful women with luscious breasts. Where there is skin, believe me, it is flawless, irresistible. Most of us have long hair, but there are some among us who keep their heads close cropped for aerodynamic…
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1487128
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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148743
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Ey’, it’s where I followed him down
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148730
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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148763
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In that time when the trunk was getting cleared out and when it became only the empty shell of what had once been so important, many things hit the match. She burned an old black negligee, a picture competing with the likes of a Vargas girl and other thin
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148766
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I'll still want the blinds open
and the lights on,
to see the papier-mache of our flesh
fighting death away to the century mark,
even if you only want to live until
a ripe eighty-two.
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148700
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Hits start, enters numbers, runs the program / Does this again one hundred times / Then takes a break
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148720
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I can’t deny you’re beautiful, though it’s unsure how many of your defects are fudged by my myopia.
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148732
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The Italian was late. She was supposed to come into the store, meet him in the back, and arrange to take the last of his liquor.
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148775
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I'm hearing a noise. I can't see it. It's hiding and seems to be coming from the other side of the creek. With boots on I slowly wade across. The water makes its light lapping sounds. Reaching the bank, I search for the noise. It must have a face, suntanned and warm, that I…
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148755
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I'm not sure whetherI drink to numbthe pain or toactually feelsomething.
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148696
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They make you work
For your pizza in Italy
You have to slice it yourself
While wearing a gas mask
To ward off the cigarette smoke
From every neighboring table
While chasing away the
Mosquitos and the pigeons
The flies and the gypsy r
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148641
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Ben was not a happy musician.
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1486107
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This time the mountain climber does not attain the summit.
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148632
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We were talking in the dark in my room. He lay on a mattress on the floor. He came for a sleepover.
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148632
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...he was suddenly and hazily relieved that he had something in Persepolis and blue agave plants to talk to her about.
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148632
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A young boy, breathing heavily from running, stopped at her feet, barely able to speak,
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148662
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The laptop has ruined the sanctity of the library. And so I get up and go see Queen Jane.
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148600
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In the state that the stars fell on,
Love and I stumbled upon bits of God
where he forgot sky and moon, too.
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1486128
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Compartments trickle together/
in light diffuse and unreliable./
Fortify yourself against the day.
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148632
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"I'm just going to
take a power nap!"
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148640
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One could count fifty moons hanging in the sky, in rows and columns of smaller skies.
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148620
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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name
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